Well God said to Abraham "Kill me a son"

Abe said "Man you must be putting me on

God said "No", Abe said "What?"

God say "You do what you wanna, but

The next time you see me coming you'd better run"

Abe said "Where do you want this killing done?"

God said "Out on that highway sixty-one"

Well, Georgia Sam he had bloody nose

Welfare department would give him no clothes

He asked "Poor Howard, where can I go?

Howard said "There's only one place I know"

Sounds great man, tell me, I gotta run

Howard just pointed with his gun

And said "that way, down on sixty-one"

Well Mack the finger said Louie the King

"I've got forty red, white and blue shoestrings

And a thousand telephone that don't ring

You know I can't get rid of these things"

And he said "Now let me think for a minute son"

He said "Yes, that can be easily done

Just take them down on that sixty-one

That highway, highway

Highway, highway, highway"

Now the fifth daughter on the twelfth night

Told first father that things weren't right

My complexion, she said, is much too white

He said, come here and stare up into the light

He said "mm you're right

Let me tell the second mother it's been done"

But the second mother with the seventh son

They were out on that highway sixty-one

Now the roving gambler he was very bored

Trying to create a next world war

And he found a promoter fell off the floor

And said "I never engaged in this kind of thing before

But yep I think it can be easily done highway

Just put some bleachers there out in the sun

And have it out on that sixty-one"